A little monster from my past has reared it’s ugly head, forcing me to face some unresolved issues, head on. Not an easy task considering that I actually don’t handle confrontation, very well. It’s presence has therefore sent me and my stomach acid levels through the roof.

But I am blessed to have ‘angels’ in my life. Beautiful people who form an incredible network of support, encouragement and good ‘ol fashion love. They have reminded me that fears and issues will continue to resurface until I deal with them confidently and lovingly; that fears, as they reappear, will continue to increase in complexity until I grow in statue and triumph over them. And that being at the level of consciousness which I am, I cannot sweep anything unresolved under the carpet in the hope that it will automatically ‘be taken care of’. I owe it to myself to grow – larger than any ‘monster’ – and deal with whatever the past (or future) throws at me. However, there’s also a naughty little elf on the other shoulder whispering rather self-indulgently that to live well is the best revenge. And I have to admit that I am blessed with a good life.

Every blade of grass has it’s angel that bends over it and whispers, ‘Grow, grow’.